Those Beautiful Nights

This is why we live here: These nights. Man, these nights are perfect. As the sun goes down you can frolic about in the neighborhood, or stroll downtown, still grill out on the deck, and then when it’s time to sleep you open the window a crack and the temperature is optimal for catching some Zs. It’s one of those few weeks when I turn on neither the air conditioning nor the heat. Hey, I realize what fall means — that winter is in the distance, getting larger on the horizon. But in Minnesota we have the best falls. Hard not to enjoy them.

One sign fall is here is that folks are starting to leave the shirtsleeves at home, instead donning sweatshirts. I was at River City Books the other day and noticed that they have some Carleton and St. Olaf college sweatshirts on sale. Take a peak at this pic to get a sense of what I am talking about (click on to enlarge). While supplies last. And this gorgeous weather holds.